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Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe, That there are unicorns; that in Arabia There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix At this hour reigning there.
I'll believe both: And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn them. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? If I should say I saw such islanders
(For, certes,2 these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note, Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of Our human generation you shall find Many, nay, almost any. Pro.
Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present, Are worse than devils. [Aside. I cannot too much muse,3 Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing
(Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.
Praise in departing.
Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
No matter, since
They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.
Will't please you taste of what is here?
Not I. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we were boys,
Who would believe that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging
Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, (3) Wonder.
Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we
Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us
Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy: claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes.
Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and
Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements
Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
One dowle1 that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow, And a clear life ensuing.
He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carry out the table.
Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up
In their distractions: they now are in my power;
[Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you In this strange stare?
Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous ! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded. [Exit. But one fiend at a time,
(1) Pure, blameless.
I'll fight their legions o'er.
I'll be thy second. [Exeunt Seb. and Ant. Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great guilt,
Like poison given to work a great time after,
Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt.
SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Prospero, Ferdinand, and Miranda.
Pro. If I have toc austerely punish'd you, Your compensation makes amends; for I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that for which I live; whom once again I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand, Do not smile at me, that I boast her off,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
I do believe it,
Against an oracle.
Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But If thou dost break her virgin knot before All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister'd,
(1) Alienation of mind.
No sweet aspersion! shall the heavens let fall
As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform; and I must use you
Pro. Ay, with a twink.
Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,